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Weeks past, and no one knew the whereabouts of the young Phantomhive. They all figured his tiny body had been converted to ash.
Three graves were furnished on the plot. Two accompanied by large, charred bodies 6 feet under, and a small headstone with nothing but dirt as it's occupant.
Only I knew what had really happened.
That my poor betrothed was stolen away.
That he was taken this way and that, alone.
Most likely frozen in his nightshirt, bound and raped.
On the day of the funeral, I wore the darkest dress I owned, which was a deep blue. It was a bit on the long side with a black bow on the collar and a second tied at the waist. The sleeves were silky and cool, giving me goosebumps as the wind chill swirled in the dull, thick air. The grass was damp with dew and crowds had formed small groups that dotted the ground. My father and mother were there was well.
I stood back in the distance half-lidded. Elizabeth knelt in the mud wearing a midnight black gown. She sobbed uncontrollably, throwing away that sense of elegance and grace we all had labeled her with. The lace of her gloves was burdened with holes as it tore while she wrapped her unsteady arms around the smallest gravestone. It was a horror to watch. I went home.
The guilt of it all began to hit me at first when we arrived back at the construction of the Basilica.
I had that deep feeling in my gut long before his birthday. A sense of danger yet unsettling peace.
The calm before the storm.
"Thats quite a shame," my father said, itching the back of his head. "I had in mind great things to expand the Abadie name, oh yes, great things. I guess we'll just have to find you a new fiance, Sofia. Maybe someone your age, this time. How does that sound?" he squeezed my small hand.
Again, the fire clicking echoed down the hall as I sat in my room. I took the phone off the wall and unwillingly dialed the number.
A small glint in the back of my mind knew that Ciel would pick up on the other line.
After three rings, there were two clicks, and then it was done.
It's always darkest before the dawn.
Weeks past, and no one knew the whereabouts of the young Phantomhive. They all figured his tiny body had been converted to ash.
Three graves were furnished on the plot. Two accompanied by large, charred bodies 6 feet under, and a small headstone with nothing but dirt as it's occupant.
Only I knew what had really happened.
That my poor betrothed was stolen away.
That he was taken this way and that, alone.
Most likely frozen in his nightshirt, bound and raped.
On the day of the funeral, I wore the darkest dress I owned, which was a deep blue. It was a bit on the long side with a black bow on the collar and a second tied at the waist. The sleeves were silky and cool, giving me goosebumps as the wind chill swirled in the dull, thick air. The grass was damp with dew and crowds had formed small groups that dotted the ground. My father and mother were there was well.
I stood back in the distance half-lidded. Elizabeth knelt in the mud wearing a midnight black gown. She sobbed uncontrollably, throwing away that sense of elegance and grace we all had labeled her with. The lace of her gloves was burdened with holes as it tore while she wrapped her unsteady arms around the smallest gravestone. It was a horror to watch. I went home.
The guilt of it all began to hit me at first when we arrived back at the construction of the Basilica.
I had that deep feeling in my gut long before his birthday. A sense of danger yet unsettling peace.
The calm before the storm.
"Thats quite a shame," my father said, itching the back of his head. "I had in mind great things to expand the Abadie name, oh yes, great things. I guess we'll just have to find you a new fiance, Sofia. Maybe someone your age, this time. How does that sound?" he squeezed my small hand.
Again, the fire clicking echoed down the hall as I sat in my room. I took the phone off the wall and unwillingly dialed the number.
A small glint in the back of my mind knew that Ciel would pick up on the other line.
After three rings, there were two clicks, and then it was done.
It's always darkest before the dawn.
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My heart is ready to beat,
I can feel the wind underneath my feet.
I'm gonna jump over the moon,
Hands in the air waving up
like a balloon!
I'm free as a bird,
lost in the stars
and waving down to earth.
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but you gotta wobble before you stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my heart will lead me home.
Just look in my eyes,
can't you see I'm not the same today?
I can see farther now.
I stepped up, and I'm making
my own way!
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but you gotta wobble before you stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my heart will lead me home.
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My heart is ready to beat,
I can feel the wind underneath my feet.
I'm gonna jump over the moon,
Hands in the air waving up
like a balloon!
I'm free as a bird,
lost in the stars
and waving down to earth.
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but you gotta wobble before you stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my heart will lead me home.
Just look in my eyes,
can't you see I'm not the same today?
I can see farther now.
I stepped up, and I'm making
my own way!
Don't know where I'm gonna land,
but you gotta wobble before you stand!
I'm soaring~!
All alone and on my own,
I'm soaring~!
And I know my heart will lead me home.
The english lyrics to the second OVA ending for Ranma 1/2: link by DoCo.
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Shampoo:
Up in blue sky silly blimp go by,
where it come from where it going,
ziggy-zaggy it fly high!
Today is Sunday,
past one-thirty,
why you no come by?
Maybe you late but I no can wait...
Now I cry...
Kasumi:
Pretty red bricks,
bridge that spans the tide.
Draw the picture see the face
of the one I want by my side!
There you are all dressed in black
but I can't see your eyes.
Can it be your dressed that way for me?
Why are you so shy?
Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
Ranko:
This pager's drivin' me crazy!
Just so! You know!
If some dark stranger asked me I might go...
And so...
Don't blame me when your lonely!
We're sailing out to see the ship and me.
Lalala, lala, lala, lalalaa~!
Lalala, lala-la-la-la-la-la, laa~!
Repeat x3.
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Shampoo:
Up in blue sky silly blimp go by,
where it come from where it going,
ziggy-zaggy it fly high!
Today is Sunday,
past one-thirty,
why you no come by?
Maybe you late but I no can wait...
Now I cry...
Kasumi:
Pretty red bricks,
bridge that spans the tide.
Draw the picture see the face
of the one I want by my side!
There you are all dressed in black
but I can't see your eyes.
Can it be your dressed that way for me?
Why are you so shy?
Beep-beep! Beep-beep!
Ranko:
This pager's drivin' me crazy!
Just so! You know!
If some dark stranger asked me I might go...
And so...
Don't blame me when your lonely!
We're sailing out to see the ship and me.
Lalala, lala, lala, lalalaa~!
Lalala, lala-la-la-la-la-la, laa~!
Repeat x3.
There is girl,
who get in way,
of Shampoo date with
Ranma.
Her name Akane,
and like everyone do,
girl get in way,
much hate Shampoo.
I tell girl,
"You nothing to me,"
but what Shampoo say is lie.
My ai len love this girl,
so every night I cry.
There is girl,
who get in way,
of Shampoo date with
Ranma.
Shampoo hope one day ai len
will walk through Neko Hanten door.
But only Mousse come, I no love him.
Not anymore.
Now Shampoo is hollow shell
of woman she is at core.
Wo ai ni.
I wish only now could be,
like woman she was before.
No love.
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who get in way,
of Shampoo date with
Ranma.
Her name Akane,
and like everyone do,
girl get in way,
much hate Shampoo.
I tell girl,
"You nothing to me,"
but what Shampoo say is lie.
My ai len love this girl,
so every night I cry.
There is girl,
who get in way,
of Shampoo date with
Ranma.
Shampoo hope one day ai len
will walk through Neko Hanten door.
But only Mousse come, I no love him.
Not anymore.
Now Shampoo is hollow shell
of woman she is at core.
Wo ai ni.
I wish only now could be,
like woman she was before.
No love.
--- <3...</3 ---
Please fan and comment!